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Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions to cry. − [20]
[Singing.]
Melodious birds sing madrigals −
Whenas I sat in Pabylon −
And a thousand vagram posies.
To shallow, etc.
SIMPLE
Yonder he is coming, this way, Sir Hugh. [25]
EVANS
He’s welcome. −
[Singing.]
To shallow rivers, to whose falls −
Heaven prosper the right! − What weapons is he?
SIMPLE
No weapons, sir. There comes my master, Master Shallow, and another
gentleman; from Frogmore, over the [30] stile, this way.
EVANS
Pray you, give me my gown, or else keep it in your arms.
Enter Page, Shallow, and Slender.
SHALLOW
How now, Master Parson? Good morrow, good Sir Hugh. Keep a gamester
from the dice, and a good [35] Student from his book, and it is wonderful.
SLENDER
Ah, sweet Anne Page!
PAGE
Save you, good Sir Hugh.
EVANS
Pless you from His mercy sake, all of you.
